Anti-terrorist missiles rose from the dense forest with tail flames, radar-locked alarms howled in the helicopter cabin, red lights flashed, and the driver sweated profusely as he pressed the button to activate the jamming bomb.

Suddenly, the forest was filled with fire and rain, and countless white smoke shrouded the area, causing visibility to drop sharply.

The panicked helicopter pilots desperately tried to pull the plane up, but some of them were too big and crashed headlong into the helicopter next to them.

The two propellers collided together, sending out countless sparks, and the plane smoked and spun and crashed into the ground.

The collision made the already chaotic scene even more chaotic, and all the helicopter pilots were eager to get out of the lock of anti-aircraft fire on the ground, but they didn't know what a terrible group of hunters were ambushing them in the shadows at the moment.

A recoilless gun was raised, and the PVA artillery team narrowed one eye and stretched out the thumb of their right hand to measure the distance, and the coordinates were reported from their mouths.

"Attention all!"

"Goal 5, two corners in azimuth! Ruler turn one! ”

"A salvo!"

"Put!"

Straight shells slid out of the chamber and hit the helicopter in mid-air in the blink of an eye, and the fragile metal casing was pierced in an instant, and some shells passed through the weak fuselage and shot out from the other side.

Some helicopters were hit in the cockpit and engine, and a cloud of sparks exploded in an instant, and the broken wreckage was scattered from the air.

The huge helicopter exploded in the air, burned, and fell to the ground, directly hitting the mercenary on the ground, splashing a splash of blood.

The original good form was reversed in an instant, and the commander of the mercenaries watched in amazement as the flying helicopter swarm turned into fireballs in the air, and his brain fell into a state of downtime.

The mercenaries were also confused, completely confused about what was happening.

The PVA fighters keenly seized the moment, and the trumpeter stood up and blew the trumpet with a straight body.

The loud trumpets echoed through the forest, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing rang out, and the PVA warriors leaped up from their hidden corners and launched an unstoppable charge.

Armed with high-tech equipment, PVA warriors are like gods, and exoskeleton armor gives them stronger protection, more agile mobility, and more powerful firepower.

Holding a Type 95 squad machine gun, a hundred rounds of drums provided sustained firepower. The three-man team leaped through the jungle, spewing tongues of fire that swept the mercenaries to the ground one by one.

The mercenaries were directly crushed by this charge, they felt that the enemy in the jungle was boundless, there was dense fire everywhere, and the overwhelming rain of bullets fell on them with great precision.

In particular, the sound of the charge and the shouts of killing made them tremble, as if they heard the call of death, everyone turned around and ran, not caring about anything at all, and some even began to discard their weapons and equipment, just for themselves to run faster.

The speed of the enemy's collapse was too fast, causing the PVA fighters to not have time to complete the intersperse, and the enemy on the opposite side collapsed in a swarm, and all the fighters only circled a row of wounded people who surrendered on their knees, and the company commander who led the charge was so angry that he scolded, "A group of eggs, run a few!" ”

The collapse of one direction caused a chain reaction, and the mercenaries in the other directions saw that the situation was not good, and they also quickly slipped away in a different direction, they were selling their lives for money, and there was no need to fight to the death with an opponent who did not know the situation.

The long-planned ambush turned into a rout, and the PVA fighters chased after them for a while, and then retracted their formation, there was no point in chasing the fleeing enemy troops, they had more important tasks to do.

At this time, Qin Rongshuai had already led the 141 special combat team over the hillside, destroyed the nearby barbed wire, and saw the towering wooden house at a glance.

This was the goal of their trip, Makarov's safe house.

The guards of the safe house also spotted the figure of the 141 special combat team, and immediately picked up their guns and began to strafe, retracting into the house as they fought, looking for cover to hide.

A 7.62 mm PKM machine gun was erected in the window of the wooden house, violently blocking the road in an attempt to suppress the 141 Special Operations Team in the trench.

Soap picked up the sniper rifle in his hand, put the heavy's head firmly on the crosshair, and pulled the trigger.

The firing pin hit the primer, and the warhead, boosted by gunpowder, spun out of the chamber and flew over a distance of just a few tens of meters, into the brow bone of the machine gunner.

The 7.62mm bullet lifted the Heavy's skull entirely, sending red-white brains flying out and spilling all over the room.

The sound of the machine gun stopped abruptly, and the 141 special operators raised their heads and quickly returned fire with their assault rifles, blocking the window of the safe house, and the bullets flew the sawdust of the house, and the window was almost shattered by the dense fire.

Taking advantage of the gap when the other party was suppressed, Price took the ghost and Xiaoqiang out of the trench, quickly approached the safe house with his body low, and pasted the door breaking explosives on the door.

"Boom!"

With the explosion of the explosives, the wooden gate was blown to pieces, and countless debris and wooden thorns flew in all directions, like sharp hidden weapons piercing the mercenaries hiding behind the door like hedgehogs, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Price and the Ghost pulled out a stun grenade and threw it into the room, then burst inside, quickly falling silent with a few shots from assault rifles in the house.

After a minute, Price appeared in the doorway, waving his hand to signal that it was safe.

The rest of the 141 Special Operators left the bunker and entered the safe house to search.

After Qin Rongshuai entered, he saw bullet holes all over the walls, blood stains everywhere on the ground, and corpses lying in every room.

But he was used to the scene, and his eyes were fixed on the dining room table full of electronic devices, which he was very familiar with.

This is the incriminating evidence of Sheffield's collusion with Makarov, what Sheffield fears the most.

In the original book, the 141 special forces team fought bloodily and finally obtained the electronic information in it, and finally suffered all the casualties under the siege of Makarov's mercenaries, only the ghost broke out of the encirclement with the wounded Xiaoqiang, and died at the hands of Sheffield.

This sanctimonious hypocrite, fearing that his most incriminating evidence would be revealed, directly pulled out his gun and killed the ghost and Xiaoqiang, and ordered the shadow troops to kill the rest of the 141 team members and destroy all traces that were unfavorable to him.

The sight of the bodies of Qiang and the Ghost being thrown into the pit by the Shadow Troops, doused with gasoline and ignited by Sheffield, shocked all players and ignited everyone's anger.

"So now, General Sheffield, everything is different." Qin Rongshuai looked at the pile of electronic devices and showed a weird smile.

"What did you say?" Price looked at Qin Rongshuai with some curiosity.

"That's what I said." Qin Rongshuai smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Sheffield is dead." ”